Yucca Plant At I-10 Reststop — HDR Image by kenne
Archive for the ‘Song of the Open Road’ Tag
Yucca Plant At I-10 Reststop 6 comments
Madidi National Park Sunset Leave a comment
Madidi National Park (Bolivia) Sunset Along The Beni River (9/19/19) — Image by kenne
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading me wherever I choose,
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.
— from Song of the Open Road by Walt Whitman
Grunge ‘n’ the Vancouver Skyline Leave a comment
Vancouver Skyline (Photo Image from August, 2009) — Grunge Art by kenne
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.
Capturing The Moment — Somewhere In The West Leave a comment
“Somewhere In The West” (Joy & Kenne) — Image by kenne
Somewhere in the west
Living life to it’s fullest
Always bearing down
— kenne
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Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.
— from “Song of the Open Road” by Walt Whitman
“Afoot And Light-hearted, I Take To The Open Road, 1 comment
Image by kenne
“Afoot and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune— I myself am good fortune;
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.
The earth—that is sufficient;
I do not want the constellations any nearer;
I know they are very well where they are;
I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens;
I carry them, men and women—I carry them with me wherever I go;
I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them;
I am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return.)
You road I enter upon and look around!
I believe you are not all that is here;
I believe that much unseen is also here.”
– Walt Whitman, “Song of the Open Road,” Leaves of Grass, 1890.
kenne